You're Different J.C - K.L (Jian)

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- Jc

I woke up with a smile on my face for once in 3 years. I felt, different.. It was a good different. I woke up to see him sleeping. I smiled messing with his hair, he was so beautiful and I don't see why he was ashamed of himself.

I felt guilty because I was the reason behind his depression because I left him. I didn't mean to make him feel like that. It brings me to tears every time. I hate myself for it.

He hurt himself. His beautiful body, last night I couldn't stop starring at his scars and it made me tear up but looking at him made me forget about it.

I look down at his arm, starting to tear up again. They were so fresh and old at the same time. His beautiful skin topping them.

I'm broken without him. I don't know if he's okay without me but I will not let him go. Ever. To anyone.

"Baby?" I heard Kian say faintly as I knock out of thought, noticing my hand still in his hair running it through.

I smile looking at him as he smiled. "Good morning baby boy" I say kissing his head making him smile more.

"I don't want to move" he chuckles making me giggle. I could tell he was hurting. For some reason.

"You can go back to sleep. I'm going to go make breakfast" I say kissing him and getting back up but he grabs my face kissing me harder.

"I love you" he says against my lips and I smiled.

"I love you more babe" I peck his lips again and then get up.

"DAMN LOOK AT THAT ASS" he shouts making me laugh swaying my hips as I walk out. "Sexy" he hollers.

"You're sexy" I yell back making him laugh as I heard him get comfortable again.

I started looking for the stuff to fix it but we were all out. I was about to go back to the room but I got a text. Stopping me.

I pick my phone up reading it.

Unknown : Jc meet me at the store. No questions about who this is just meet me at the store next to in- and - out.

Jc : who the hell is this. I'm not leaving without knowing.

Unknown : just fucking come or you'll be sorry.

Who could this be? I have Dominic's number, Andreas and Ethan doesn't have my number.

"Baby I'm going to the store okay? We dont have any food" I holler.

"Okay baby I'll be here" he said in a tired voice. I smiled to myself as I slipped my shoes on and got the keys.

"I'll be back I love you" I heard snores from the silent house. I smile once again opening the door.

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I soon got to the store and saw only 2 cars there. Mine and a white van. Oh great rape again?

I got out, immediately shaking. I walk in.

"Ahhhh Jc you made it" I heard a familiar voice say and I role my eyes turning around to see Mike.

Me and Mike aren't friends anymore. He turned on me and started bullying me along with all the others. It ended to rape.

"What do you want Mike" I look down. Shaking like crazy. He came up to me and started kissing my neck. I go stiff, no knowing what exactly to do. It scared me.

"I want to make you a deal" he says backing up and standing in front of me "get away from Kian. You can not be with him anymore. You are joining our gang" he smirked.

"Mike no I can't do that. I don't want to join your rape gang. I love Kian and I will not leave him again" I stand up straight. Confident.

"Jc its either you or Kian" he smirked with his arms crossed. I can't let Kian go through that. Its living hell and he's been through so much.

He's been through so much and I don't want to cause anymore by me leaving. Nor by him getting raped. Maybe even worse.

"Mike why are you making me do this? We are out and I'm tired of it.  Can't I just live normal?!" I shout loud and he came up to me putting his hand on my neck. Choking me a bit but I could still breath.

"No you can't fucking live normal. You agreed to it Justin. You can't back out!" He shouts removing his hand "you have 48 hours to get out of there or we are going straight for Kian." He glared.

"Alright" I say walking toward the door and pushing it out quickly.

I can't loose Kian again. I felt warm tears come down my cheeks and I dont wipe them. They will just keep coming.

I don't want to loose Kian to be in a gang and I don't want him to go through that.

"FUCK" I scream hitting the steering wheel out of anger and sadness.